I Can Love You More Than This (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9

HARRY'S POV

After an hour or so of crying, Kate finally stopped. She stays quiet for a while. I'm afraid to say anything because she might burst into tears again. I now know that it was a mistake to even ask her to go with me today. 

Looking at her now, she seemed so fragile. I thought that she was gonna break but the most unexpected words come out her mouth.

"I think we should go to see them again."

I stare at her completely perplexed by what she said.

"I know it may sound confusing that I want to go back and see them but sooner or later I'll have to face them again." She explains.

She doesn't need to tell me but I know that the "them" she was referring to were Zayn and Mary.

"Okay. But let's do it tomorrow. You should go home and rest." I was a bit hesitant but I knew she was right. She nods and gives me a weak smile. I can tell that she's relieved that she won't be able to see Zayn again 'till tomorrow.

The ride on our way to her house was the complete opposite of the ride we had on our way to the airport. We didn't say much to each other. I didn't want to disturb her so I just left her alone to clear out her thoughts. She's had a rough day and she must be exhausted. Her ankle hasn't fully recovered so it might not be such a good idea for her to be going out too much.

When we arrive she stares out the window before she looks at me.

"Thanks Harry." she gives me a hug before she goes out of the car and into her house.

I drive back to the hotel. I'm sure that the boys are already there.

KATE'S POV

Harry drives me home and for the rest of the day I just lock myself in my room. The lack of things to do doesn't make me feel better. I just lay down my bed and start listening to the songs on my ipod. A One Direction song plays and I let out a chuckle. 2 months ago, I barely knew anything about them but now they seem to mean so much to me.

I check my watch and I'm a bit shocked when I see that it was already 7:30 pm. My mom offers to bring me some dinner but I refuse. I wasn't hungry and I was too exhausted to eat.

I just stayed on my bed until my thoughts slowly drift away and my eyelids start to close.